This is a BL story with a 1v1 romance, featuring transmigration into a novel, a massive love-pentagram, and casual baby-raising alongside romance. It's a heartwarming, healing, and sweet pamper...
"Is he sick again?" Ye Jingchen asked casually.
He was still thinking about when Xie Chang'an could pretend to be sick again, because getting up early was really painful!
"It's because Prince Xie is returning to the capital today, and the young prince wants to go outside the city to meet his father, so he asked for leave," Fangfei said.
"Xie Shaoling is back!" Ye Jingchen instantly perked up.
Although the novel doesn't dwell much on Xie Chang'an's father, the few words it contains depict an interesting soul.
It can be said that a large part of the reason why the emperor was so intolerant of the Duke of Zhenguo's family was because of Xie Shaoling.
It is unknown what happened to them in their youth that still bothers the emperor to this day.
If the misunderstandings between them could be resolved, perhaps the emperor wouldn't always be so determined to wipe out the Duke of Zhenguo's family.
If only I could meet Xie Shaoling without the emperor's knowledge.
The Emperor must have heard that Xie Shaoling has returned; perhaps his beloved father had a sleepless night last night.
Ye Jinghe was happiest that Xie Chang'an didn't come to school, while Yun Shu was the one who cared the most.
Ye Jingchen didn't know why, but Ye Jinghe and Xie Chang'an seemed to be natural enemies. They were allies in the novel, so did they turn against each other later?
When Yun Shu learned that Xie Chang'an had asked for leave, her first reaction was the same as Ye Jingchen's: she thought he was sick again. Later, when she learned that Xie Chang'an had asked for leave because his father, who was far away in the northern frontier, was returning home today and he was going to the city to welcome his father, she was extremely envious.
"Why doesn't my dad go on long trips? If he does, wouldn't I have an excuse not to go to school?" Yun Shu, the dutiful son, muttered to himself.